Since they were acquaintances, Ling Yan walked towards Wang Yike.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yan walked to the side of the bald security guard, but he asked Wang Yike, who was crying.
Wang Yike was stunned when she saw Ling Yan. Although Ling Yan was a stranger, Ling Yan had a kind of temperament. Wang Yike felt that this person seemed to be the leader of the security guards at the door, so she told all her grievances.
"Hey, big brother, I'm here to attend my friend's birthday party, but I can't find my invitation card, but the one upstairs is really my friend! I'm not trying to make trouble, nor am I pretending to be someone else. Her name is Zhang Mimi. She booked the place for a birthday party today. I remember that I clearly put the invitation card in my bag, but I can't find it no matter how hard I look."
Ling Yan stroked his lower lip.
It was clearly in the bag, but I can't find it no matter how hard I look.
